Han Mo threw Ran Xiaoyun on the bed, unbuttoned his neck, sat aside, and poured himself a glass of wine.
He did have other plans at first, but now, he has lost interest.
Han Mo poured the red wine directly into his throat and sneered.
He had known that with his powerless background, he would not be able to go far in the army. He thought that he was numb to being replaced, but the moment he knew that Gao Xing had replaced him, his anger could not be contained.
He even went out privately during this period in violation of military orders.
So what if he is punished? Even if he is not punished, he doesn't have much chance, so he might as well let himself be more relaxed.
Han Mo smiled so coldly that his beautiful face was frighteningly cold. It was a kind of depression that urgently needed to break out.
"Hanmo..."
The person on the bed groaned.
Han Mo turned his head and looked at Ran Xiaoyun. The flesh-colored skirt on her body was slightly lifted during the struggle, and half of her buttocks could be seen. It was snow-white and soft.
Han Mo raised his hand and unbuttoned another button.
The eldest lady of the Ran family, oh, the eldest daughter of the capital city, has such a great background.
Ran Xiaoyun turned over, facing away from Han Mo, but still restless, "No...he must not be able..."
Ran Xiaoyun waved his hands and almost shouted.
Han Mo grabbed Ran Xiaoyun's hand and looked at her gloomily. He knew that he shouldn't vent his anger on Ran Xiaoyun. This matter had nothing to do with him at all, but when he thought of those rich and powerful people
With his face, the darkness in his heart couldn't help but grow out.
He kept telling himself that he would try his best to surpass these second-generation people, and one day he would stand on a high place and laugh at them severely!
But seven years later, he is still the deputy chief of staff and lieutenant of the division.
Thinking of that notice, all the depression in Han Mo's eyes was ignited. He took off his coat, wearing only a vest on his lean upper body, and pressed Ran Xiaoyun hard under him.
Ran Xiaoyun knew that something was pressing on her, so she pushed it away with all her strength, but the weight on her body still did not fall down. She became anxious, with a look of dissatisfaction on her face.
"don't want……"
Han Mo pressed her hands on both sides. After a moment of hesitation, he lowered his head and steadied his lips that kept smacking. The softness of his lips seemed to dissolve the hatred in his heart, and he felt more inexplicably relaxed.
, holding her delicate lips harder, and even maliciously invading her tongue, forcing her to respond.
Ran Xiaoyun raised her head. She was in a daze. She only felt that her lips were a little hot. She wanted to avoid this feeling, but she couldn't.
It must have been caused by talking too much with Han Mo!
Ran Xiaoyun suddenly pushed away hard, and Han Mo was almost pushed off the bed by her carelessness.
Hanmo's expression turned cold...
"It's none of my business that he's in a bad mood!"
His red eyes were sluggish for a moment. He sat on the bed and looked at Ran Xiaoyun, whose clothes were half taken off. His mouth was a little dry. He took the half glass of red wine left on the table and threw it down.
"Who's in a bad mood?"
Ran Xiaoyun didn't answer. He only felt a little cold. He pulled the sheet next to him to cover him. There was still an expression of dissatisfaction on his face. Looking at the dissatisfaction on that delicate face, Han Mo actually felt a little cute.
Oh, what is he arguing with a little girl who doesn't know much about the world?
Han Mo stood up, staggered, and entered the bathroom.
Ran Xiaoyun felt uncomfortable lying down, so she opened her eyes in a daze. Well, she was in a hotel, and the decoration was very familiar.
She turned around and looked around, but there was no one there. Who sent her here? Ran Xiaoyun sat up, a little confused. Forget it, she was in her hotel anyway, so don't care about it.
Ran Xiaoyun stood up, shook his head and walked towards the bathroom.
Han Mo was taking a shower when he heard something moving. He frowned and was about to take a look when the bathroom door was opened by someone. Then, Ran Xiaoyun, who was confused, looked at him with wide eyes, and his eyes gradually became clearer.
Then...can't take his eyes off...
"Hanmo..."
Han Mo has always felt that women should be embarrassed at such moments, but now, this subtle feeling has fallen on him.
He silently moved the towel down on his head...
Gulu.
It was the sound of Ran Xiaoyun swallowing saliva.
Han Mo raised his head and looked at her with reddish eyes. Under the mist of water vapor, Han Mo was so beautiful that Ran Xiaoyun was moved. She walked in unexpectedly, and then... closed the bathroom door (Ran Xiaoyun, will you?
You may feel you have gone too far!).
The moment he touched Han Mo's chest muscles, Ran Xiaoyun realized that he was not dreaming. If he were dreaming, the touch would not be so real, and it would also have a heart-beating heat.
Ran Xiaoyun put her hand on his chest, raised her head, and looked at him timidly but firmly.
Han Mo clasped her hand, the redness in his eyes getting worse. He lowered his head and kissed the still red and swollen lips. The moment Han Mo's lips were attached, Ran Xiaoyun knew that he had no regrets.
She is drunk and can indulge.
"who I am?"
"...Hanmo."
"I'm not responsible."
"..."
Ran Xiaoyun didn't answer, but she wanted to pull away the hand on his chest. However, Han Mo held it back with one hand, and held her waist with the other hand, spreading Chi Guo's breasts and heat to her.
On the body.
Although Ran Xiaoyun has never eaten pork, she has seen pigs running away many times.
Especially for a pervert who has been looking forward to her first sex for a long time, understanding the basic structure of the human body is a must, not to mention she has an expert bestie like Qin Ting.
Therefore, when a hard object touched her, although she blushed, she still felt a little bit of anticipation in her heart. She only knew that she did not hate Han Mo, and even thought of him occasionally after the first meeting.
This is, she always attributed it to Han Mo's appearance being so outstanding.
But now, it's because he has such a good figure.
"I……"
Han Mo raised his head slightly and gave her a chance to breathe.
Ran Xiaoyun stood on tiptoes, stuck out her tongue and licked his thin lips, "I don't want you to be responsible."
At this point, Han Mo would be very sorry for the current situation if he didn't do something. He didn't say anything, but just took off Ran Xiaoyun's clothes until she was as naked as him.
"How many times?"
"one."
"Um?"
"first……"
After a long time, a hoarse voice sounded, "Okay."
Ran Xiaoyun clung to Han Mo, neither resisting nor responding, she just let herself feel it without thinking about anything. At the moment when the pleasure aroused, Ran Xiaoyun told herself that she was dreaming.
Otherwise, why would you have sex with a man who doesn't want to be responsible? And this man is still Han Mo, who doesn't have a good reputation...
At dawn the next day, Han Mo woke up and stood up, rubbing his sore temples. Suddenly he remembered something. After being stunned, he turned his head, but the person on the bed was not there at all.
Han Mo breathed a sigh of relief and lay back down to sleep, pretending that nothing had happened.